A blonde girl of Swedish parents had taken charge of the eastern part of the city after the raids. Despite being small, she held a temper that was feared by many that had gotten on the wrong side of her when they had all attended school before the war. She had despised what had happened when the government began to run the towns and cities as if they were nothing more than places that could be leveled to build factories to force workers into practically slave labor. Sia Ashlin had taken to the catacombs underneath the streets of the town, and anyone who had wished to come with her could. The girl didn't trust easily, but she knew that she needed to make allies with the others if they wanted to save their people from being forced to be insignificant worms to their government overlords.
It didn't help that the government overseers had begun to execute people like Sia- people with graces that ranged in their usefulness. Sia's grace worked well to her advantage as a scout and a thief. The agility her grace gave her was key, and even though her innocent face was not part of that grace, it helped more than she knew. When going above ground, she wore a patch of cloth over her grey eye to keep it from being noticed- claiming a lazy eye if someone nosy were to ask.
“Vad i helvete! Du hade ett jobb!”
The man cowered at the angry words that flew from the blonde girl's mouth. He understood none of the Swedish, but her body language told him what he needed to know. She rubbed at her temples as he straightened himself. “I'm sorry, Sia. They were captured and detained. That is all I can say; I don't have any more information for you. However-” Her glare cut him off. He once again cowered and sniffled at the girl. “I think you should make allies. I hear that the others who run the underground are setting up meetings and forming alliances. If you all did that, then it would be beneficial.” It was definitely worth it to give it ago. Despite her trust issues, the girl wasn't stupid. Having older, and more experienced allies would definitely do her some good.
“I have actually thought about it for a long time. I know the people here are starting to become a bit disheartened. Hopefully, with the idea of having friends, they will cheer up.” Her leadership was shared as she disliked the thought of leading a whole group of people, but the other was a bit incompetent at times- especially when it came to the health and mental state of the people in the underground. Medicine was hard to come by, and so the graced healers were counted on to help where they could. “I will set up a meeting for later this week. Hopefully, we can get their attention.” She mused- more to herself at this point as she strolled about the room.
“Vad i helvete. Du hade ett jobb.” What the hell! You had one job!
[OOC: I hopethis is okay >3<]